<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Kaidan: Translated - Short story</title><link>https://en.kaidan.ink/labels/short-story/</link><description>An archive of Japan kaidan</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-US</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2026 08:04:56 +0800</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://en.kaidan.ink/labels/short-story/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Never Draw the Eyes</title><link>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/never-draw-eyes</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2026 08:04:56 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/never-draw-eyes</guid><description>In my middle school art room, a single unfinished self-portrait had been left behind.
The canvas rested on an old easel in the back of the art supply room. It depicted a schoolgirl in uniform, but her face was left incomplete. Although her outline…</description></item><item><title>The Red Vest</title><link>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/the-red-vest</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2026 08:04:55 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/the-red-vest</guid><description>There was a rumor at my elementary school about &amp;quot;the Red Vest.&amp;quot;
On the third floor of the north building, in the very back stall of the girls' bathroom—if you were in there, you would hear a quiet voice from above.
&amp;quot;Shall I put a red…</description></item><item><title>The Thing Looking Up</title><link>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/the-thing-looking-up</link><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2026 08:11:11 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://en.kaidan.ink/2026/07/the-thing-looking-up</guid><description>This is something that happened to me back when I was in fifth grade.
I loved playing on the playground equipment, and the monkey bars were my absolute favorite.
Aside from the regular monkey bars on the sports field, there was a massive set next to…</description></item></channel></rss>